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Chuuya opened the main door to his apartment building, he lived up in the penthouse, naturally.
He had been living there for about three years, it was in a nice place near the city but not too close to it either. Dazai had started breaking in around the nine month mark that Chuuya had been living there.
At some point during that time, they started dating after a lot of tension.
Chuuya hopped into the elevator and click the top button marked ‘13’. The elevator started moving and Chuuya first hated the irritating music that played but he had grown to find similarity and comfort in it.
He reached his penthouse after roughly one minute.
As he put the keys in the door and opened it he noticed the mistletoe placed near the balcony door, Dazai probably decorated for Christmas. As he laid eyes on the Christmas tree that was already decorated nicely. His thoughts were interrupted as he heard footsteps and a loud, annoying voice yelling “Chibi!! You’re back!” “Hey, mackerel.” He was tired after a long day, so he took his hat and coat off and placed them on the coat rack near the door. And threw himself on the couch.
Dazai approached him with a theatrical gasp, “How could you Chuuya!? How dare you not take notice to my amazing decorating skills!!” He crossed his arms and turned around, like a spoilt child was just told ‘no’. “You mean like the Christmas decorations? Like the tree and the mistletoe on the balcony?” Dazai turned around dramatically,
Again and replied with “Chibi cant count! I placed multiple mistletoe everywhere! I need to teach him how to count.” Chuuya was far too tired to take the weak bait. “Whatever, why did you even put mistletoe everywhere anyways?” Dazai did an eye roll as if it was obvious. “Uh, Obviously so anytime Chuuya goes into a room he has to kiss me!” Chuuya couldn’t help but grin at how indirect Dazai was.
He knew Dazai just wanted a kiss, but for some reason he could never just. Ask.
Chuuya could play along with his games after a good sleep.
He pulled Dazai down on to the couch with him, and gave him the kiss he couldn’t simply ask for.
It was just a small kiss, not lasting more than a few seconds. But it was enough, “Finally Chibi got the hint..” Dazai sighed contently and Chuuya wrapped his arms around him. Dazai made himself comfortable on Chuuya’s stomach, The Chuuya started playing with his soft brown curls.
He couldn’t help help himself as he brought his head down to kiss Dazai’s forehead.
“Hey, Osamu?”
“Yeah?”
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”